[Slug:]This is an ode to the modern manIt's the ode to the modern manThis is the ode to the modern manWord up, this is the modern manThis is that ode to the modern manThis goes out to that modern manThis is the ode to the modern manIt's to the modern man, lightning blend[Slug:]Word to B E, I'm a tad bit too easy on selfAnd maybe I should keep a closer tab on my healthI suppose that it's simple as said and completedI thought me to attack but in fact again retreated, completedThis word search crumbled it up and ate itMy hunger for my blue-collar heaven keeps me sedatedEscaped it, last night in a dreamAnd now I sleep, with a flashlight and it seems to keepThe nightmare demons and semen-laced portions parallel and apartLike Stephen's Avenue in PortlandA much traveled one way, or a slow residentialAnd if the camels don't stop me I'm a grow with my pencilOnce I climb the skulls of this MC graveyardI'll see the sun again, I'll jump and run againSo come on over visit cause I got a lot to sayAnd tell Stress I ain't mad, cause I got my wayBut my man Spawn's here now, so I'm a make it briefFinish up my coffee, gather up my shit and leaveI got an army of peers we fight single-handedAnd I won't damage your brain until I understand it[Spawn:]You have only one chance to advance to the next stage I'm atDo you really think you actually will pass throughI have to ask you, did you see what happened to the last dudeTried to compare styles, word he got his ass chewedNow with this in mind, do you still wanna bring your shit and find out the hard waySpawn's not the one to play with, trade blades withYou might as well split your own wrist with the razorIt's best cause I'm crazierBlazing you, for my own amusementIn tune wit your body, when I split your whole fixtureThis is what happens when you're on my shit list-erBrains to give a blister, so next time you call me sir or misterIt's the word-twister tongue used to make the verbs hit yaNow do you get the fucking picture?Well if you, gotta see me you better call upCause my behavior blows kids away like a tall windI take you all in between my jaws for consumptionMC's and coffee at my luncheonOne or two lumps, and some cream, call the team for the gatheringBring mics and turntables lets do our thing[Slug:]Ha, cause it's an ode to that modern manThis is that ode to the modern manYeah, this goes out to that modern manFrom Minneapolis St. Paul to that modern manAnd it's like a dedication to that modern manThis one here, this is for that modern manFrom Atmosphere goin' out to that modern manIt's to that modern man, lightning blend[Slug:]What, now for the umpteenth-time we kick rhymes about somethingCan't front, I'm frustrated with heads that don't listenMy positions off-balanceIt's a constant challenge between the talents and the underlying missionI can fill your head sore with metaphors, some cute catch-phrasesFiltered through accessible thingsBut if I don't stay sincere to love and hateHow do I differentiate between chasing cream and chasing dreamsOh yeah, fuck an MC in my city that wants to diss meIf I was to bounce to Atlanta with Shocker y'all would miss meSo kiss me, smack dab on the asshole while you battleI'm with your wife sharing a NewcastleBig up to Gene Pool cause he's the modern manWord up, that kid Abuse, that kids a modern manTo Self-One, yo, that kids a modern manFull Circle, you know them kids is modern menThe Native Ones, word up to that modern manBeyond Extreme, this one goes to the modern manThe Dynospectrum out to that modern manFrom Atmosphere goes out to that modern manWord up this is the ode to the modern manIt goes, like, one time for that modern manThis goes out here now to that modern manIt's to that modern man, it's to that modern manY-yo, this is the ode to the modernIt goes word-up to that modern manIt's for that modern man, its for that modern manIt's for that modern man lightning blend